Weekends are packed with fun-filled party for most however for me, i rather not misbehaved and loud music seem wasn’t my thing all of a SUDDEN…Feel like some RANDOM QUIET Moments and back to the school , back to my roots…as an art student

Maybe THERE’s a Time for Everything…And A Time for Myself…Memories of the school days are pretty sweet… and i havent change much since then… my look, my skin, and somehow my age…wondering why, maybe part of me die long ago just like the sleeping beauty and waiting to be revived?